NShipp & Jasmine Lopez
favorite color: purple
Assignment 6: Doll
Assignment 5: Zydrate Anatomy
Such a phrase was uttered only in the darkest of towns, in this darkest of alleyways. It was considered taboo to some, but others thought of it as something wonderful, rare, and exquisite.
Her job was to stand tall, look gorgeous, and be persuasive to those who happened to come across the dark, empty alleyways. This particular girl had her job to do. She was tasked with looking gorgeous, and obtaining new loyal customers, for the Zydrate. She found her task to be so exciting, and she loved to tell everyone about Zydrate, and the surgery.
‘’Just try it,” she’d say. “It will make you look and feel wonderful. Oh, so wonderful.”
“Don’t worry,” she’d say. “It will only hurt a little…like a pinch.”
And on and on she’d go, her voice silky and smooth. Men, and women would be drawn to her mystery, and good looks. They were intrigued by her. Oftentimes, they were so entranced by her beauty, they never fully listened to her, or realized what they were getting themselves into.
Their eyes and thoughts were only focused on the beautiful woman, with the strange tattoos, and mesmerizing beauty. By the time they’d come to, the surgery would be complete, and their lives would forever be changed, and not for the better.
Her job was to stand tall, look gorgeous, and be persuasive to those who happened to come across the dark, empty alleyways. This particular girl had her job to do. She was tasked with looking gorgeous, and obtaining new loyal customers, for the Zydrate. She found her task to be so exciting, and she loved to tell everyone about Zydrate, and the surgery.
‘’Just try it,” she’d say. “It will make you look and feel wonderful. Oh, so wonderful.”
“Don’t worry,” she’d say. “It will only hurt a little…like a pinch.”
And on and on she’d go, her voice silky and smooth. Men, and women would be drawn to her mystery, and good looks. They were intrigued by her. Oftentimes, they were so entranced by her beauty, they never fully listened to her, or realized what they were getting themselves into.
Their eyes and thoughts were only focused on the beautiful woman, with the strange tattoos, and mesmerizing beauty. By the time they’d come to, the surgery would be complete, and their lives would forever be changed, and not for the better.
Assignment 4: See No Evil
Her new boyfriend was amazing. He was handsome, charming, polite, not to mention filthy rich. Everything a girl could ask for, and more.
Jasmine was immediately swept off her feet by this man. Her feelings grew quickly, and soon enough, they were spending time together every night. He was always taking her out shopping, and to fancy dinners. She didn't complain, after all, he treated her like a Queen. What wasn't to like about that?
This particular night was as wonderful and special as the last. The new couple had danced the night away, drinking and laughing. It was one of the best dates, and best nights ever for her. She never wanted it to end...
They walked among the darkened streets and streetlights. She walked arm in arm with her man, feeling slightly flushed and giddy. He talked to her softly, in hushed tones and whispers, saying all the right things. She felt like she was in Heaven, for this man was truly an angel.
That was her last thought until suddenly, she could not see. A cloth was placed around her eyes tightly, and she dropped her purse, in surprise and fear. "What's going on..?" she asked tentatively. But the only reply she received was of growls and heavy breathing. She tried to scream, but a giant clawed hand covered her mouth, and she smelled the stench of death.
Something evil was around her. She had no idea that her 'mysterious angel' was actually an evil monster.
He was the Devil himself.
Jasmine was immediately swept off her feet by this man. Her feelings grew quickly, and soon enough, they were spending time together every night. He was always taking her out shopping, and to fancy dinners. She didn't complain, after all, he treated her like a Queen. What wasn't to like about that?
This particular night was as wonderful and special as the last. The new couple had danced the night away, drinking and laughing. It was one of the best dates, and best nights ever for her. She never wanted it to end...
They walked among the darkened streets and streetlights. She walked arm in arm with her man, feeling slightly flushed and giddy. He talked to her softly, in hushed tones and whispers, saying all the right things. She felt like she was in Heaven, for this man was truly an angel.
That was her last thought until suddenly, she could not see. A cloth was placed around her eyes tightly, and she dropped her purse, in surprise and fear. "What's going on..?" she asked tentatively. But the only reply she received was of growls and heavy breathing. She tried to scream, but a giant clawed hand covered her mouth, and she smelled the stench of death.
Something evil was around her. She had no idea that her 'mysterious angel' was actually an evil monster.
He was the Devil himself.
Assignment 3: Undead
The villagers often spoke to each other in whispers, and hushed tones. They all seem focused on one thing, one…being for that matter.
No one knew her true name. They simply referred to her as “The Witch”. She was powerful, mean, and fierce. Her beauty was unlike any other; everything about her was terrifying.
There were rumors that The Witch had once been human, like the rest of the town. Even as a human she dabbled in dark magic, and spells. The townspeople tried to stop her; attempted to destroy her. But even as a human, her power was strong, and no one could defeat her.
Back then she was a witch, less evil perhaps, but still dark. She used her powers for evil then, and ultimately her dark magic corrupted her, body and soul. She became undead.
In death, The Witch only seemed to grow stronger. She seemed to enjoy being dead; most likely because she’d become truly unstoppable. Her cruelty and evil only became worse. Every villager feared for their lives. If anyone was unfortunate to get in her way…they would meet a gruesome fate.
No one truly understood The Witch, or why she did what she did. She was a twisted magical mystery. Her only purpose in life-and in death- was darkness and destruction.
She was terrifying, merciless, and dark
She was…Undead.
No one knew her true name. They simply referred to her as “The Witch”. She was powerful, mean, and fierce. Her beauty was unlike any other; everything about her was terrifying.
There were rumors that The Witch had once been human, like the rest of the town. Even as a human she dabbled in dark magic, and spells. The townspeople tried to stop her; attempted to destroy her. But even as a human, her power was strong, and no one could defeat her.
Back then she was a witch, less evil perhaps, but still dark. She used her powers for evil then, and ultimately her dark magic corrupted her, body and soul. She became undead.
In death, The Witch only seemed to grow stronger. She seemed to enjoy being dead; most likely because she’d become truly unstoppable. Her cruelty and evil only became worse. Every villager feared for their lives. If anyone was unfortunate to get in her way…they would meet a gruesome fate.
No one truly understood The Witch, or why she did what she did. She was a twisted magical mystery. Her only purpose in life-and in death- was darkness and destruction.
She was terrifying, merciless, and dark
She was…Undead.
Assignment 2: Loss
She'd lost everything....all because of a human. A man, to be more specific.
Jasmine had been one of the most beautiful, gorgeous creatures in all the world. Her red hair was bright and vibrant; it fell in waves down her back. Her eyes were blue, as blue as the sky. Her skin glistened. She was an angel, literally and figuratively.
But of course all of that was before...before she met him.
Jasmine and her fellow angels would look down on the world from above, in the Heavens. The Heavens were their home. It was peaceful, light, and filled with joy.
Still, Jasmine felt like something was missing. She'd become weary and tired. She wanted something more.
At random times, the higher up angels were sent down to Earth to protect and aide the living there. It was a duty that Jasmine was new to, but she loved every minute of it. Earth to her was so beautiful and she loved to help people.
But, of course...this peace would not last long.
On that day...a man appeared before her. He made her feel special, different from everyone around, human or angel. She watched him from afar, and admired him. He was human, but Jasmine thought he was absolutely mesmerizing and so beautiful...
She was willing to do anything for him; even if it meant going against her home and family above.
Her love made a request to her one night. The angel did not hesitate.
She took the life of one of her fellow angels. She used her power to destroy, and take the light away. The other angel died, and ceased to exist.
Why? Why would she commit such a cruel terrible act?
It was for her love, the human. Her love wished to be like her, and the only way that was possible was through taking another angel’s life.
But when she returned to Earth and reunited with her love…the dark truth came out.
He’d never loved her. No, he wanted the power for himself, and for his true human love. It was all an act. All to earn power and glory.
Jasmine was furious, and she did the unthinkable.
She took away her love’s life, along with the human girl’s. After the deed was done, Jasmine was filled with hate, and revenge. Her thoughts became dark, and she wanted to do harm to others.
Her actions were wrong, and she was sent to the evil depths of He.ll. Her beauty inside and out, was taken from her. Through her dark deeds…she lost her goodness and light.
As punishment, she was banished from the Heavens. She now remains in the dark pits, in flames. Her eyes no longer have sight, her glorious wings are gone, there is nothing light or beautiful about her now. She's completely lost in darkness.
She’s lost it all.
She remains in the dark now, and shall remain there for all eternity.
Jasmine had been one of the most beautiful, gorgeous creatures in all the world. Her red hair was bright and vibrant; it fell in waves down her back. Her eyes were blue, as blue as the sky. Her skin glistened. She was an angel, literally and figuratively.
But of course all of that was before...before she met him.
Jasmine and her fellow angels would look down on the world from above, in the Heavens. The Heavens were their home. It was peaceful, light, and filled with joy.
Still, Jasmine felt like something was missing. She'd become weary and tired. She wanted something more.
At random times, the higher up angels were sent down to Earth to protect and aide the living there. It was a duty that Jasmine was new to, but she loved every minute of it. Earth to her was so beautiful and she loved to help people.
But, of course...this peace would not last long.
On that day...a man appeared before her. He made her feel special, different from everyone around, human or angel. She watched him from afar, and admired him. He was human, but Jasmine thought he was absolutely mesmerizing and so beautiful...
She was willing to do anything for him; even if it meant going against her home and family above.
Her love made a request to her one night. The angel did not hesitate.
She took the life of one of her fellow angels. She used her power to destroy, and take the light away. The other angel died, and ceased to exist.
Why? Why would she commit such a cruel terrible act?
It was for her love, the human. Her love wished to be like her, and the only way that was possible was through taking another angel’s life.
But when she returned to Earth and reunited with her love…the dark truth came out.
He’d never loved her. No, he wanted the power for himself, and for his true human love. It was all an act. All to earn power and glory.
Jasmine was furious, and she did the unthinkable.
She took away her love’s life, along with the human girl’s. After the deed was done, Jasmine was filled with hate, and revenge. Her thoughts became dark, and she wanted to do harm to others.
Her actions were wrong, and she was sent to the evil depths of He.ll. Her beauty inside and out, was taken from her. Through her dark deeds…she lost her goodness and light.
As punishment, she was banished from the Heavens. She now remains in the dark pits, in flames. Her eyes no longer have sight, her glorious wings are gone, there is nothing light or beautiful about her now. She's completely lost in darkness.
She’s lost it all.
She remains in the dark now, and shall remain there for all eternity.
Assignment 1: Hidden
In the dead of night, she walked along the beaten, less traveled, unpaved path. The night was dark, and cold. She walked slowly and carefully; her heels making sounds with every step. She grasped an object in her left hand tightly, as if her life depended on it.
What was the young woman thinking? Why was she alone on such a dark, cold, and heavy night? What reasons did she have for being out so late by herself? Any passerby who saw her would probably wonder and ask the same thing. None approached, however. She was alone, and continued to walk in solitude, and silence.
Time passed by slowly for her, but she soon found herself standing within the woods, surrounded by leaves and trees. Such a place might have appeared frightening or ominous to others, but the woman found it to be comforting and safe. She stopped before a small lake, and stared into the dark and deep waters; filled with emotion.
She placed a hand on her stomach, and clutched the object tighter in her other hand- a stuffed bear- and dug her nails into it. One might think the woman is in mourning, and experiencing sadness over losing a child. Perhaps her child met an unfortunate, tragic end within these woods, within the lake. The woman bows her head in what appears to be a prayer. But what she utters is no prayer. She simply whispers, “She is gone…The child is gone.” Her whispers become faster and faster, louder and louder. She stands there in the dark, and smiles. The look on her face is not one of sadness. She feels a sense of pride. She is happy. Oh, so happy. She continues to clutch the bear tightly in her hands, and chants. “She is gone! The child is gone!!” Her voice echoes into the night, and she laughs. It is a laugh of joy and bliss. Her chant continues well into the night, and she is still chanting in those woods when the sun comes up.
What was the young woman thinking? Why was she alone on such a dark, cold, and heavy night? What reasons did she have for being out so late by herself? Any passerby who saw her would probably wonder and ask the same thing. None approached, however. She was alone, and continued to walk in solitude, and silence.
Time passed by slowly for her, but she soon found herself standing within the woods, surrounded by leaves and trees. Such a place might have appeared frightening or ominous to others, but the woman found it to be comforting and safe. She stopped before a small lake, and stared into the dark and deep waters; filled with emotion.
She placed a hand on her stomach, and clutched the object tighter in her other hand- a stuffed bear- and dug her nails into it. One might think the woman is in mourning, and experiencing sadness over losing a child. Perhaps her child met an unfortunate, tragic end within these woods, within the lake. The woman bows her head in what appears to be a prayer. But what she utters is no prayer. She simply whispers, “She is gone…The child is gone.” Her whispers become faster and faster, louder and louder. She stands there in the dark, and smiles. The look on her face is not one of sadness. She feels a sense of pride. She is happy. Oh, so happy. She continues to clutch the bear tightly in her hands, and chants. “She is gone! The child is gone!!” Her voice echoes into the night, and she laughs. It is a laugh of joy and bliss. Her chant continues well into the night, and she is still chanting in those woods when the sun comes up.